Brickell Edie & New Bohemians She
She glows around you like the moon she smiles at her reflection in a spoon she reads expensive magazines she sees herself in everything you can't judge her for that she knows where her head is at She's tangled up in you she's laced up in your shoe she's got a ladder to the sky she's got a mad look in her eye you can't judge her for that she knows where her head is at She moves in simple curves she speakes in simple words & it's simple to be in love with her you can't judge her for that she knows where her head is at You call her home & you want to move in but a house is not a home & a home is not a house when there's not enough room for you you call her home sweet home